Tom Waits - "(Looking For) The Heart Of Saturday Night" Chords
Tempo:
113.95 bpm
Chords used:
D
G
A
Em
Bm
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[D]
[G]
[E]
[A] [D]
[G]
[D] [Em] [D]
[Bm] I'm around [A] your suite, [G] your old small beat, barreling down the boulevard.
[A] You're looking for the heart [D] of Saturday night.
[Em] [D] [G] You got [D]
paid on [Em] Friday.
Your pockets are [Bm] jingling and you see [A] the lights.
[G] You [D] get all tangled [Em] because you're cruising with a six.
[G] You're looking for the heart [D] of Saturday night.
[Bm] And you comb your [G] hair, [A] shave your [D] face, trying [A] to wipe out [D] every trace of [Bm] all the other [G] days.
In a week you know that this will be the Saturday you reach at your peak.
Stopping [D] on red, [Em]
[D] going [D] on to green, because [G] tonight will be like nothing
you've ever seen.
And you're [Em] barreling down the boulevard, [G] looking for the [A] heart of [D] Saturday [Em] night.
Tell me, [G] is it the crack of the pool [A] balls, neon buzzing,
[D] [G] telephones ringing at your [D] second cousin?
[G] Is it the barmaid's smile on the corner of her eye,
the magic of the melancholy tearing your eyes?
[A] [D] The exit kinda quivered down in the core, [Bm] because you're dreaming [G] of them Saturdays.
They came before and [Em] now you're stumbling.
[D] [A] You're stumbling onto the heart of [D] Saturday night.
You're gassed [Em] her up and you're [D] behind the wheel.
[Bm] Your arm around [A] your sweet one, [G] your old Smobile.
[Em] Barreling down the boulevard, [A] you're looking for the heart [D] of Saturday night.
[Em] [D] [G] Is it the crack of the pool [A] balls, neon buzzing, [D] telephones ringing at your second cousin?
[Bm] The [G] barmaid's smile on the corner of her eye, the magic of the melancholy [A] tearing your [G] eyes?
[D] The exit kinda special, down in the core, and [Bm] you're dreaming of them [G] Saturdays.
They came before and now you're stumbling.
[A] You're stumbling onto the heart of [D] Saturday [Em] night.
[D]
And [Bm] you're [G] stumbling,
[A] stumbling onto the heart [D] of Saturday night.
[G] [A] [E]
[D]
[G]
[E]
[A] [D]
[G]
[D] [Em] [D]
[Bm] I'm around [A] your suite, [G] your old small beat, barreling down the boulevard.
[A] You're looking for the heart [D] of Saturday night.
[Em] [D] [G] You got [D]
paid on [Em] Friday.
Your pockets are [Bm] jingling and you see [A] the lights.
[G] You [D] get all tangled [Em] because you're cruising with a six.
[G] You're looking for the heart [D] of Saturday night.
[Bm] And you comb your [G] hair, [A] shave your [D] face, trying [A] to wipe out [D] every trace of [Bm] all the other [G] days.
In a week you know that this will be the Saturday you reach at your peak.
Stopping [D] on red, [Em]
[D] going [D] on to green, because [G] tonight will be like nothing
you've ever seen.
And you're [Em] barreling down the boulevard, [G] looking for the [A] heart of [D] Saturday [Em] night.
Tell me, [G] is it the crack of the pool [A] balls, neon buzzing,
[D] [G] telephones ringing at your [D] second cousin?
[G] Is it the barmaid's smile on the corner of her eye,
the magic of the melancholy tearing your eyes?
[A] [D] The exit kinda quivered down in the core, [Bm] because you're dreaming [G] of them Saturdays.
They came before and [Em] now you're stumbling.
[D] [A] You're stumbling onto the heart of [D] Saturday night.
You're gassed [Em] her up and you're [D] behind the wheel.
[Bm] Your arm around [A] your sweet one, [G] your old Smobile.
[Em] Barreling down the boulevard, [A] you're looking for the heart [D] of Saturday night.
[Em] [D] [G] Is it the crack of the pool [A] balls, neon buzzing, [D] telephones ringing at your second cousin?
[Bm] The [G] barmaid's smile on the corner of her eye, the magic of the melancholy [A] tearing your [G] eyes?
[D] The exit kinda special, down in the core, and [Bm] you're dreaming of them [G] Saturdays.
They came before and now you're stumbling.
[A] You're stumbling onto the heart of [D] Saturday [Em] night.
[D]
And [Bm] you're [G] stumbling,
[A] stumbling onto the heart [D] of Saturday night.
[G] [A] [E]
[D]
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Bm
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[D] _ _ [Em] _ _ _ [D] _ _ _
_ [Bm] I'm around [A] your suite, [G] your old small beat, barreling down the boulevard.
[A] You're looking for the heart [D] of Saturday night.
[Em] _ _ [D] _ _ _ [G] You got [D]
paid on [Em] Friday.
Your pockets are [Bm] jingling and you see [A] the lights.
[G] You [D] get all tangled [Em] because you're cruising with a six. _
[G] You're looking for the heart [D] of Saturday night. _
_ _ _ _ [Bm] And you comb your [G] hair, _ [A] _ shave your [D] face, trying [A] to wipe out [D] every trace of [Bm] all the other [G] days.
In a week you know that this will be the Saturday you reach at your peak.
Stopping [D] on red, [Em] _
_ _ [D] going [D] on to green, because [G] tonight will be like nothing
_ _ you've ever seen.
And you're [Em] barreling down the boulevard, _ [G] looking for the [A] heart of [D] Saturday [Em] night. _ _ _
_ Tell me, [G] is it the crack of the pool [A] balls, neon buzzing,
_ [D] _ [G] telephones ringing at your [D] second cousin?
_ [G] Is it the barmaid's smile on the corner of her eye,
the magic of the melancholy tearing your eyes?
[A] _ [D] The exit kinda _ quivered down in the core, [Bm] because you're dreaming [G] of them Saturdays.
They _ came before and [Em] now you're stumbling. _
[D] _ [A] You're stumbling onto the heart of [D] Saturday night. _ _ _ _ _ _
You're gassed [Em] her up and you're [D] behind the wheel.
_ [Bm] Your arm around [A] your sweet one, [G] your old Smobile.
[Em] _ Barreling down the boulevard, [A] you're looking for the heart [D] of Saturday night.
[Em] _ _ [D] _ _ _ [G] Is it the crack of the pool [A] balls, neon buzzing, [D] _ _ telephones ringing at your second cousin?
_ [Bm] The [G] barmaid's smile on the corner of her eye, the magic of the melancholy [A] tearing your [G] eyes?
_ [D] The exit kinda special, _ down in the core, and [Bm] you're dreaming of them [G] Saturdays.
They came before and now you're stumbling.
_ [A] You're stumbling onto the heart of [D] Saturday [Em] night.
_ _ [D] _
_ And [Bm] you're [G] stumbling, _ _
[A] stumbling onto the heart [D] of Saturday night.
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[D] _ _ [Em] _ _ _ [D] _ _ _
_ [Bm] I'm around [A] your suite, [G] your old small beat, barreling down the boulevard.
[A] You're looking for the heart [D] of Saturday night.
[Em] _ _ [D] _ _ _ [G] You got [D]
paid on [Em] Friday.
Your pockets are [Bm] jingling and you see [A] the lights.
[G] You [D] get all tangled [Em] because you're cruising with a six. _
[G] You're looking for the heart [D] of Saturday night. _
_ _ _ _ [Bm] And you comb your [G] hair, _ [A] _ shave your [D] face, trying [A] to wipe out [D] every trace of [Bm] all the other [G] days.
In a week you know that this will be the Saturday you reach at your peak.
Stopping [D] on red, [Em] _
_ _ [D] going [D] on to green, because [G] tonight will be like nothing
_ _ you've ever seen.
And you're [Em] barreling down the boulevard, _ [G] looking for the [A] heart of [D] Saturday [Em] night. _ _ _
_ Tell me, [G] is it the crack of the pool [A] balls, neon buzzing,
_ [D] _ [G] telephones ringing at your [D] second cousin?
_ [G] Is it the barmaid's smile on the corner of her eye,
the magic of the melancholy tearing your eyes?
[A] _ [D] The exit kinda _ quivered down in the core, [Bm] because you're dreaming [G] of them Saturdays.
They _ came before and [Em] now you're stumbling. _
[D] _ [A] You're stumbling onto the heart of [D] Saturday night. _ _ _ _ _ _
You're gassed [Em] her up and you're [D] behind the wheel.
_ [Bm] Your arm around [A] your sweet one, [G] your old Smobile.
[Em] _ Barreling down the boulevard, [A] you're looking for the heart [D] of Saturday night.
[Em] _ _ [D] _ _ _ [G] Is it the crack of the pool [A] balls, neon buzzing, [D] _ _ telephones ringing at your second cousin?
_ [Bm] The [G] barmaid's smile on the corner of her eye, the magic of the melancholy [A] tearing your [G] eyes?
_ [D] The exit kinda special, _ down in the core, and [Bm] you're dreaming of them [G] Saturdays.
They came before and now you're stumbling.
_ [A] You're stumbling onto the heart of [D] Saturday [Em] night.
_ _ [D] _
_ And [Bm] you're [G] stumbling, _ _
[A] stumbling onto the heart [D] of Saturday night.
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